Tuesday, June 19, 2007

i used to jam.

this past week i was in nashville recording songs for a record, band, or project yet to be determined, pretty cool huh? the lineup in the studio was cason "have you heard my willy nelson story?" cooley, will "the condore of rhythym" sayles, ben "the scientist" shives, and yours truly. it was so good to go into the studio and just write and create with some brilliant guys, in a really free and inspiring setting. it has been a long time since i just went into the studio and "jammed". remember when you first strarted playing guitar and you went to your friend's house and you jammed until your mom called and said that you were grounded because you missed supper? somewhere along the way you got better and then you didn't have time to jam anymore. i think this happens because it is uncomfortable in some way to walk into a room and and not know what is going to happen and you are forced to communicate from scratch with your instrument. great things happen when you just go with your gut and you don't worry about looking good, when you are worried about looking like you know everything you really kill your own creativity. i am starting to ramble or sound like the drunk guy at the party that keeps yelling "you guys really jammed tonight!" in your ear trying to scream over the music...sorry. all i am trying to say is that i had a great time this past week with some good friends and that i realized i need to "jam" more metiphorically speaking. i need to stop playing it so safe and just enjoy the ride, it is alot more fun. stay tuned for more info on the band.

3 comments:

Arnold Austin Jr said...

Ty, let loose and enjoy. NObody's around, there's no one to impress. Just do it, like deep down inside, you know how and love.

Christina Ryall said...

jam on. "jaming" isn't really "jaming" if you're worried about it. :) plus everyone wi;l be impressed anyway for how well you get into it.

Brody Harper said...

tyler.

you were in nashville? i wasn't there last week, but when you come back you need to call me.

b

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